Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

"Han Huan?!" Ming Heng looked at this all-too-familiar face in front of him at this moment, and his eyeballs almost jumped out of shock.

He had only been in the grassland for less than two days, but the fright he had received was beyond counting with one hand.Although Mingheng was very shocked, he still cared about Tuobahong's stomach, and was worried that the loud voice would scare the child, so he didn't act too excited, restrained his mind, and asked softly: "Are you Hanhuan?!" The voice softened, but the shock revealed in the words did not weaken in the slightest.

Tuobahong's face was a little embarrassed at this time, he was still holding the potion he was mixing, and he laughed twice in a vague way.

Ming Heng tore off the mask and put it in his hand to observe carefully, and couldn't help asking: "Are you really Han Huan? But isn't Han Huan the owner of Jinghe Garden? You pretend to be him?"

Tuobahong put down the wooden bowl and sighed helplessly in his heart.In fact, he was quite annoyed that Ming Heng found out Han Huan's identity.Ever since he was pregnant, his vigilance has not been as good as before, coupled with his excessive relaxation and trust in Ming Heng, he didn't realize that there was still a mask of himself pretending to be Han Huan in this box, and in the end Ming Heng Catch it right.

Seeing that Tuoba Hong didn't speak for a long time, Ming Heng became a little anxious, and couldn't help urging: "Are you Han Huan?"

Up to now, Tuoba Hong can only admit: "Yes. Han Huan is my identity in Kyoto, and Jinghe Garden is also my stronghold in Kyoto to hide."

Mingheng's eyes widened instantly when he heard the words, his heart was too anxious and his tone unconsciously became serious: "Are you crazy? People from other countries must be registered by special personnel when entering Anling. As the lord of the country, you sneaked into Anling without authorization. If someone finds out, do you know how big it is!"

Tuobahong knew that he was worried about himself, so he didn't care about his tone, held his hand and smiled slightly, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I sneaked into Anling secretly not to inquire about your Anling's news, but I'm going to see my brother."

"I naturally believe that you will not use this method," Ming Heng blurted out, obviously believing that Tuoba Hong is not such a sneaky villain, but he is still very worried, "But my father is suspicious by nature, if you let him know you I am afraid that it is hard not to think about sneaking into Kyoto, and the relationship between the two countries may also be affected by then."

"I know," Tuobahong assured, "you don't have to worry too much, I haven't used Han Huan's identity a few times, and if there are no accidents, I won't use it again in the future."

"Why?" Mingheng asked.

Tuobahong rested his chin on his right hand, held Ming Heng's hand on the table with his left hand, and looked at him with a smile: "I used the identity of Han Huan to get close to you. It's no longer necessary."

Ming Heng was stunned: "To get close to me?"

Tuobahong nodded: "Jinghe Garden is a garden I bought in Kyoto five years ago as Han Huan. I originally wanted to have a safe place to meet Zexi, and I only went there once or twice a year. That time, when Zexi was just recovering from a serious illness, I borrowed Jinghe Garden to entertain friends. I was planning to go out to escape, but before I went out, I saw you by accident, so I changed my mind and went back to the house to make this mask. And approach you as the owner of Jinghe Garden."

Mingheng felt extremely complicated at the time, it turned out that Tuobahong had done so many things for himself.

Tuoba Hong saw through his thoughts at a glance, approached him with a smile and asked, "I've done so much for you, aren't you very moved?"

Mingheng didn't answer, coughed lightly, put the mask back into the box calmly, snatched half of the potion that Tuobahong had prepared, and put them back into the box together.

Tuoba Hong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't let me change my face?"

Ming Heng hummed and said: "Forget it, you are pregnant now, it's better not to smear these potions on your face." While talking, he put the gilt mask on Tuoba Hong's face, and told him by the way , "Try not to stand with Zexi."

"Yes, I see." Tuobahong replied lazily, stood up and took the fox-fur coat and put it on, and then looked in the mirror to make sure that his stomach could not be seen before slowly walking out of the king's tent.

Ming Heng was not at ease, and followed him out together, who knew that when he got out of the king's tent, he saw a row of ministers wearing tucked-in official uniforms.

"See the Great Khan." When the ministers saw Tuoba Hong coming out, they immediately stood in two rows and saluted Tuoba Hong with their right hands on their left shoulders.But Mingheng followed out at this time, everyone was stunned for a moment, then looked at each other for a while, and then bowed to Mingheng, "See the queen."

Mingheng: "..."

"Pfft," Tuobahong couldn't hold back a chuckle, but quickly restrained his smile, coughed lightly in calmness, turned around and patted the back of Mingheng's hand, and said softly: "I'm just here Next door, call me if you have anything to do. If you are bored, you can go for a walk nearby, remember to bring Wumeng."

Although Mingheng was full of resentment towards the title of queen, he was also sensible enough not to slap Tuobahong in the face in public, calmly forced out a smile, and responded docilely: "Well, I will look at the arrangements myself. "

The general appearance of the consciousness really has the meaning of mothering the world. —The ministers next to him showed admiration, as if they were very satisfied with the male queen.

Naturally, Ming Heng didn't know what they were thinking, but the scrutinizing eyes made him feel more pressured, and when Tuoba Hong left, he hurried back to Wang's tent.

After Tuoba Hong left, Little Fan was finally allowed to come in to serve Ming Heng.

The little fan has been banned from entering the king's tent since last night, worried about his master all night, and finally saw him again at this moment, he couldn't help but get excited, his eyes were red, and he knelt down in front of Mingheng with a plop, and called out sadly: "Your Highness ! Are you all right!"

"I'm fine, you get up first." Mingheng asked, "Where did you go? - I didn't see you at night."

The little fan sniffed and said, sobbing, "I am with those two brothers. Last night you married King Yerou, Lord Wumeng did not allow me to approach the king's tent. Say yes, say yes..."

Ming Heng was curious: "Say what?"

The little fan's face is red, and his head hangs down like a mosquito: "Master Wumeng said that no one can disturb his family's profuse bridal chamber wedding night. Your Highness, are you... all right? King Yerou... didn't bully you, did you? "

Ming Heng poured down a cup of herbal tea, calmly said: "No."

Little Fan saw that His Highness was doing well, and it really didn't look like he was being bullied, so he finally felt relieved, and after a while, his cheeks turned red again and he asked softly, "Your Highness, did you really marry King Yerou last night?"

"..." Ming Heng's face was serious, he put on airs with a guilty conscience, and said in a high-sounding manner, "This is not something you should care about."

The little fan quickly lowered his head: "The slave made a slip of the tongue."

Ming Heng waved his hand: "Okay, don't mention this matter in the future."

"The servant knows." The little fan pursed his mouth—the face was so wronged that he poured a glass of water for Mingheng, and couldn't help asking—"His Royal Highness, are we really going to stay on the grassland in the future?"

Mingheng's movements were stagnant, he looked up at the small fan, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "If you don't want to stay on the grassland, follow the marriage team back to Anling tomorrow, and you and Qingfeng will go back together."

The little fan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said in shock: "Your Highness, what do you mean? You let us all go back to Anling, what about you?"

"Of course I stayed in Yerou." Ming Heng said calmly.

The little fan cautiously looked around, then leaned into Mingheng's ear and whispered, "Your Highness, do you really want to stay in Yerou?"

Mingheng remembered the scene outside the tent just now, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I am the queen of Yerou now, where else can I go if I don't stay in Yerou?"

The little fan obviously couldn't accept the queen's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said unhappily: "Your Highness, you are also the sixth prince of Anling after all, the queen is too insulting."

Ming Heng patted him on the head lightly, and said: "It's fine if you talk about it with me, don't go out and talk nonsense. This place is no better than Anling. If something happens to you, I can't protect you."

The little fan finally realized what he had just said after Mingheng's beatings, and was afraid for a while, and hurriedly said: "Your servant will remember."

Ming Heng didn't say anything more, after thinking about it, he decided: "Tomorrow, you and Qing Feng will go back together."

The little fan's face changed, and he begged: "Your Highness, let the servant stay. We are all gone, and there is not even a servant around you!"

"Isn't there still Brother Asher and Amor? I have no shortage of people to serve me."

Ming Heng asked Xiao Fan to go back and rubbed at first just to see that Xiao Fan didn't want to stay in the grassland, and he didn't want to force him to stay, but at this moment, he was determined to let them go back.

If Xiao Fan and Qing Feng stayed here, the life experiences of Tuoba Hong and He Zexi would be in danger of being exposed.He can ensure that he will not reveal the secret, but he cannot guarantee that Xiao Fan and Qing Feng will not tell the truth after they know the truth.Xiao Fan and Qing Feng grew up with him since they were young, and he doesn't doubt their loyalty, but the matter of Tuoba Hong is too important, and he doesn't want to risk the safety of Tuoba Hong and the child, so in the end, The best way is to send them back to Anling.

Mingheng was very determined to send Xiaofan and Qingfeng back. In the evening, Tuobahong returned to the king's account after talking with the officials, and talked about it with him.

After hearing this, Tuobahong lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

Ming Heng took off his mask and put it on the table, then wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, and asked, "Why don't you talk? You don't agree?"

"No," Tuobahong said, "they belong to you, and you have the final say on how to deal with freedom. It is naturally the best to send them back to Anling, but, in this way, you will not even have a servant .”

"Don't you still have the pair of brothers you assigned to me?" Ming Heng said indifferently, "It's just as well to have them take care of them."

That's what I said, but it's still somewhat different.Xiao Fan and Qing Feng have followed him since childhood, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are confidantes, so they naturally know how to serve Ming Heng best.

Furthermore, when the wedding party leaves for Beijing tomorrow, only Ming Heng is left in this unfamiliar grassland.As the king of the country, Tuobahong is usually busy with official duties, so he doesn't have much time to accompany Ming Heng. He originally hoped that the company of Xiao Fan and Qing Feng would make him less lonely.However, now he said that he would send them back, and since then, only Ming Heng was left alone.

Tuobahong—thinking of Mingheng leaving his hometown and coming to the grassland thousands of miles away, not only had to adapt to a completely different environment from Anling, but also endured strangeness and loneliness, he felt distressed, so he couldn't help but gently stroked his cheek: "Qing Feng and Xiaofan are the only bond between you and An Ling, if you send them back, you will be alone in the grassland."

Ming Heng smiled nonchalantly, pulled his hand and wrapped it in his palm, and said: "I still have you and the child, so I won't be alone."

Tuobahong was moved, and asked: "Are you really willing to stay on the grassland?"

Mingheng smiled and looked down at Tuobahong's stomach: "Is it too late to say these things now? Could it be that you want a child—born without a father?"

Tuoba Hong also smiled slightly, leaned over and touched Ming Heng's lips unexpectedly, and solemnly promised in a serious and serious tone: "I will never fail you in this life."

The author has something to say: Ming Heng: I actually became Ye Ruo's queen?It's absolutely amazing!

Tuobahong: Biefang, our custom is to sweat profusely (undress)

感谢在2021-06-2316:42:35~2021-06-2423:45:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Chu Hui; 2 bottles of Liu Yichen; 1 bottle of Bandaged Mackerel;

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